Patience and Self-control

<DIV>Patience and Self-control
By Shinzon

Abigail didn’t know it was possible to fall in love so quickly.* Yet here she was falling deeper and deeper in love with him.* Jonathan was quite unlike anyone she’d ever met.* He spoke with such confidence and authority; his sexy southern accent practically melted her whenever he called.* His creative mind impressed her even though it sometimes kept her off balance.* Her feelings for him were disconcerting, yet strangely comforting at the same time.* Did he have some kind of magical control over her?* Was he right for her?* Abigail was past caring; she loved him and that was enough for her ... at least for now.</DIV> <DIV>
While the idea of hiking the Shenandoah National Park during the summer wasn’t too appealing, Abigail was thrilled at his impromptu invitation.* It was an opportunity to be with him again and this would easily offset any discomfort a little hike might bring.*
</DIV> <DIV>Upon arriving at the park, they set out upon the Deadening Nature trail and headed off to explore the wilderness.* They walked leisurely through the forest, talking and enjoying each other’s company.* Abigail actually found the canopy of tall oak trees quite comforting.* It created a rather romantic atmosphere and served to temper the stifling summer heat.* </DIV> <DIV>
After walking for several hours, Abigail asked, “Could we take a break?” </DIV> <DIV>
*“Of course,” he replied.*
</DIV> <DIV>He spied a nice little clearing about 50 yards off the main trail.* He walked hand-in-hand with Abigail to that location.* After taking off his daypack, he withdrew a blanket for them to sit upon.*
</DIV> <DIV>“You think of everything,” Abigail said playfully.*
</DIV> <DIV>He just smiled, handing her a bottle of cold water.
</DIV> <DIV>“Thank you,” she said.
</DIV> <DIV>They sat and talked for what seem liked hours, neither of them in a hurry to go any further.** ‘This place was wonderful,’ she thought.** He sensed her daydreaming and placed his hand onto hers.* She blushed, realizing he was staring at her.*
</DIV> <DIV>Looking intently into her beautiful green eyes, he asked, “Abigail, do you trust me?”*
</DIV> <DIV>“Implicitly,” she replied.
</DIV> <DIV>“Good,” he said, grinning.
</DIV> <DIV>He rose from the blanket, extending his outstretched arms to her.* Abigail took his hands and joined him.
*
“Close your eyes?” he asked.*
</DIV> <DIV>She did as he requested, wandering what his intentions might be.* He retrieved a wide strip of black velvet material from the daypack and proceeded to place it securely around her eyes.*
</DIV> <DIV>“Now open your eyes,” he said.
</DIV> <DIV>“I can’t see a blessed thing,” she responded.* She instinctively brought her hands up to her eyes.*
</DIV> <DIV>“Stop!” he commanded.*
</DIV> <DIV>“Okay,” she said softly, sensing a bit of anger in his voice.
</DIV> <DIV>*“Are you sure you trust me?” he asked again.*
</DIV> <DIV>“Yes darling, I love and trust you completely,” she replied.*
</DIV> <DIV>“Okay Abigail, let’s see.* Extend both of your arms directly in front of you,” he instructed.* </DIV> <DIV>Without hesitation, Abigail did as asked.* It only took her a few seconds to realize what was being placed around her wrists… handcuffs.* She heard clicking sounds as the metal objects tightened around her.* Secured and blindfolded, she began questioning her judgment.
</DIV> <DIV>Abigail felt a hand grasp the chain between the cuffs.

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